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Monthly Archives: August 2015

So whenever I have to deal with the public (i.e. humans) I become a nervous wreck. It’s not that I lack confidence; they are mostly slow and unsure themselves. It makes for difficult interactions when you realize that the person is afraid of you.

Ok, maybe a shave and haircut and smile would help...

That makes it extra special when someone says yes! So I met a wonderful young lady who bravely agreed to let me photograph her for a drawing.

The entire thing was done during the train ride and presented to her. She was ecstatic! Plus I received a lot of comments about it. A good day all around.
Now I need to do a little portfolio padding. So I’m going to be doing more complete images, including backgrounds. Here we go!

It’s been an interesting week so far.I’m responsible for hiring a guy to do a one day job. In the interim, I learned that all of the companies that I freelance with charge a LOT. But they don’t pay it. Hmmmm…
I guess I shouldn’t be surprised. However, the search has hurt my attempt at finishing anything this week! Commissions based on cosplay is a slow process. Bodybuilders actually pay better, which is funny because everyone in cosplay think they’re models and no one in bodybuilding does. So it ends up making me lopsided in my work. However, the cosplay set WILL let you take a photo or even pose them. Very helpful.

First the good news. Jezebelle and I are registered for a car show! For those not in the know, that’s the name of my Mustang. I also have a bodybuilding show to attend, so hopefully I’ll get lots of commissions. Send me good vibes, ok?

Now for the rest of the story…to me, this is an incomplete picture. I’ve been trying to mix my prismacolor and markers together to make a more interesting look. Well yesterday I had someone accuse me of gluing a photo onto paper!

This person claimed to be an artist and it really upset me, because they did it publicly at the train station in D.C.. Others were there and I was about to say something when this senior lady named Bethany called her out. She told her how she’d watched me draw the eyes from over my shoulder and that a so called real artist should be able to see that. I was so relieved! Bethany, wherever you are, thank you!